by Lake, Brair
If you hang around the MC, you know that I like my sex on the dark side.
“Good Girl.” I tell her, petting her on the head.
In the middle of the ceiling, there is a pulley with a chain attached to it. Moving towards this implement, I drop the chain.
“Stand Pet and arms up.” With her arms raised, I am able to click a set of handcuffs on to her wrist, which are attached to the pulley. Shifting down so that I am now able to place her ankles in to the leg spreader.
“What’s your safe word pet?”
“Red Sir.”
With a slight inclination of my head, I acknowledge her code word, before placing a ball gag in her mouth. At this, Ruby’s eyes widen, questioning me.
Laughing, I select a white cloth from the bag, and places it in her right hand.
“Hold on to that tight.” smiling at the girl as I give her the instructions. “If you drop it, I’ll take it as surrender, and that you wish to stop. Which I will do and you are then free to go, after we have talked. Nod your head that you understand?” giving her a grin that belongs to the devil himself.
Relaxed as much as she can be, she nods he head. Testing the chains and handcuff, making sure they are not irritating her.
“Are you comfortable?”
Ruby gives me a slight nod - Yes.
Spreading her pussy lips apart, I stroke her, to judge how wet she is. When I pull my finger away I am pleased to see that she has covered my finger with her juices
“Good Girl.”
Picking up a tube of lubrication, I insert the tip into her anal and squirt it into her. Then as I push in two fingers I begin to make a scissoring motion. This is to stretcher her as she becomes used to my fingers. This is not Ruby's first time to have taken it up the ass, but still her lower body jerks at the intrusion. With a hard slap to her ass.
“Bad Girl, keep still.” Returning to my back of tricks, I pick up a towel, wiping off the excess lubrication. Again, I return to my bag, to collect a new package. After removing the wrapper off the dildo, which is about six inches long and has about a three-inch circumference. I rub more lubrication on to this, holding it up in front of her,
“Will you be able to take this in your sexy ass my pet?”
Again Ruby just gives a nod. My fingers are now back at her pussy, are drenched to the touch.
“Pet, you are getting excited aren’t you?”
Returning to her back, I adjust my cock. Which is painfully hard, and wanting out of my pants. The only indication to my state of arousal is the way my eyes have darkened.
Gently, I slowly inserts the dildo into Ruby’s ass. Hearing her groan against the ball gag, I know she is both, OK and enjoying having the dildo pushed in to her ass. My eyes, always moving swiftly to the cloth in her hand, where it firmly remains in place. Clasped tight as though Ruby is afraid to let it go in case I stop. With the dildo firmly in place, I stand back admiring at how beautiful her cheeks look, spread round the lip of the dildo.
“Beautiful pet.” I whisper, kissing her on the shoulder, my hand smoothing over her ass cheeks, feeling her quiver.
“You still OK pet?” another nod of accent
“You are very pleasing my pet of the night.” I mummer against her neck, leaving another kiss.
Moving round in front of her I give her another kiss to the nose.
Then cupping her breasts, I take one of succulent nipples in to my mouth, biting down on the bud. The pleasure pain she receives, produces another groan from Ruby. Shifting my attention to her other nipple, I treat it to the same ministrations, sucking, licking and biting, until that one too is extended. Pulling on the rings on both her nipples, produces another groan from the girl.
“Who’s a bad girl?” I don't expect or receive an answer.
Again I reach into my bag of tricks, pulling out a couple of bells, testing their weight. “Perfect.” I inform my pet, as I attach them to her nipple rings. The heavy brass weight causing her tits to pull down. Stretching her nipples further, a tinkling sound comes from the bells each time she moves her body. Kissing each nipple for the final time. Stepping back I access my work and the girl. The white cloth still in place, tears staining Ruby’s cheeks as the mixture of pleasure and pain curse through her body, her thighs quivering. Watching as she tries to close her legs but unable to, due to the spreader between her ankles.
Standing in front of her, I open the fly on my pants and pull out my cock to stroke it. Rubbing the pre-cum in to the bulbous head
“See what you do to me pet?”
“You’re making me hard, making me need to cum and I will, when I’m deep inside you.”
“That’s what you want, isn’t it pet, my cock pounding you hard, as I fuck you.”
With more groans and vigorous nods, Ruby agrees to everything I am saying, seeking out her own release. A release I am denying her.
“Good Girl.”
Letting go of my cock, I once more go to my bag of tricks and remove, my favorite toy, a leather bullwhip. Walking over to Ruby, I roll the whip over her breast. Sliding the handle between her legs. When I pull it away, I see the handle is covered in her juices. Again, I check for the cloth and see it is still in place.
“Oh pet you are killing me,” I whisper into her ear.
“Still OK” another nod. As I move round to her back, I check her nipples, listening to the sound of the bells as they ring against the movement of her body swaying gently. Making sure, they are still OK with the weights, her breast and nipples are swollen, filling with blood. They are beautiful. Soon I will have to remove them. As I stroll round pet's body I check the chains and rub her arms.
“Any pins and needles or discomfort?”
She gives a negative shake this time. Looking closer to her face for any unnatural pain or discomfort. Saliva is covering the ball of the gag as it leaks out of her mouth. Her tears falling more freely. Her body and face, flushed with arousal, as I smell her sex.
Positioning myself behind her, to rub the bullwhip over her ass cheeks, again noting how she moves her body forward. Then pulling the bullwhip back, I begin to lash it across her ass, her thigh tops and the base of her back. Each stroke precise, landing where I want it to. The sound of the bells filling the room as her body moves with the whip Never once splitting the skin, soon my pet has several red welts covering the flesh where she has received the bullwhip. After several more strokes, I become satisfied with my work, and drop the bullwhip, standing behind her as I stroke her ass and thighs. Soothing the pain, feeling the heat radiating off her.
Undoing the gag, Ruby flexes her mouth and lets out a groan.
“Thank you Sir.”
“I haven’t finished yet pet.” I tell her strolling round to face her.
Smiling “I bet you’d like these weights removed?”
“Please Sir, yes.”
“There will be pain pet, just roll with it.”
“Yes Sir.”
Lifting first Ruby’s left breast, to take the nipple in to my mouth, sucking it, nursing the weight in my large hands. Then, when I am satisfied, I remove the weight from her nipple ring.
“Ahhh” Ruby screams, taking the nipple back in to my mouth, I suck the pain away, massaging her breast with my hand hand and tongue. Soon it is the turn of the other tit, to be released and administrated in the same way as the left one.
“Good Girl.”
Reaching for a condom, I cover my dick and surge straight in, stretching Ruby.
“Shit” Ruby screams at the sensation of being full and stretched at the same time
“Fuck pet, you’re nice and tight, with my cock and that dildo up your ass, Can you feel It.”
“Yes sssir, it feels so good.” Ruby stutters.
“I know.”
“Sir I need to cum, may I please?”
“No not yet pet.”
Holding on to her hips, I thrust into her hard and deep several time. Groaning against her shoulder, needing to cum but holding myself off.
Pulling myself out, I remove the condom, and push three fingers into Ruby and start to thrust hard into her.
“Please Sir, I’m going to cum?”
“That’s it pet cum all over my fingers.” Proceeding to carry on thrusting in to her, with my other hand, I take hold of my cock, pumping it hard. As the blood builds up in my cock, I am ready to come. Finding my release, my cum, spurts all over her stomach. As I obtain my release, Ruby, gets her's and climaxes long and hard. Her body jerking against my fingers.
Releasing Ruby from her binds, I lay her down on the bed, soothing the marks on her lower back, ass and thighs with a medicated cream.
Leaving her to go to the bathroom, to return with a warm damp cloth. Turning Ruby on to her back, I see her flinch, at the contact of cloth on her ass. To ease her, I stretch over for a pillow and place it under the arch of her back. Easing the pressure. When she is comfortable I proceed to wash her juices from between her legs and my cum off her stomach.
“Thank you Sir.”
“It was my pleasure pet.”
Climbing on to the bed next to her, I take her in to his arms, petting her hair. “We haven’t finished yet pet” I whisper, closing my eyes.
Ivy Reynolds
At twenty-three, I am still making my way in the world. Searching for that something, but not knowing what it is, that I am searching for. Since leaving college, I have drifted from one place to the next. Worked one job after another. If someone asked me to describe myself. My answer will be short. I am a free spirit, not meant to be tied down for too long.
I have spent the last couple of months on the road with my last boyfriend. Exploring the south. However, this did not work out, and he has returned home. He was unable to cope with the living mouth to mouth experience and soon we had drifted apart. When he became bored with the life, he returned to New Orleans., Returning to the fold, to work for his dad, in the small family owned business. With no car, I have ended up in Comfort Springs in need of employment.
Coming out of the local library, after unsuccessfully searching for a job, I watched uninterestedly as the group of motorcyclist rode past, waiting to cross the road. As I am waiting to cross over, one of the riders stops in front of me. His cut showing that he is a member of Devil’s Comfort, another label on his chest proclaimed him to the Sergeant at Arms, what ever that meant.
“Hi beautiful.”
Having no interest in bikers, I ignored him, trying to skirt round the back of his bike as I make my way across the road. The rider, however, was not having any of this as he reached out to touch my arm. Jumping back from the touch that has unnerved me, I slipped, landing on my backside. “Shit.” As I tried to raise, rubbing the coccyx. The rider laughs at my predicament, while dismounting from his bike.
Feeling the heat burning my cheeks in embarrassment at my predicament. I politely and sweetly tell him to “Piss off.”
“Now, is that any way to speak to your savior,” he mocks. Stretching his hand out to mine as he helps my back on to my feet. At five feet five, my head barely reaches his shoulder. Something, which I am not used to. With most men, I don't have to tilt my head too far back to make eye contact. This man is sure to give me a creek in the neck. My hand still tingles from where he has held it. Wanting rid of his touch, I rub the palm against my thigh-clad jeans. The biker is watching my every actions, smirks. The man has the gall to smirk at me, while he brazenly studied me from head to foot.
“Are you a witch,” he asks, lifting my auburn hair up to his nose to take in the scent. Rubbing his fingers over the texture.
As I search round me to find an escape, I latch on to the obvious. “Your friends have gone.” “Yeah I know,” glancing down the road in the direction that they have taken, but making no attempt of his own to follow them.
Giving a tug of my head to free his hold on my hair, as I try to pull it out of the bikers hand without causing too much pain. I step back on to the pavement. The only desire I have at the moment is to be rid of the biker, who is doing strange things to my equilibrium.
“Well I’ve got to go. Nice meeting you.” I aim for politeness. However before I can make my getaway, the biker reaches down and kisses me on my lips. A kiss that taste of whiskey. Taking a step away from this stranger, I rapidly turn my back to him as I scurry off down the street.
Resisting the temptation to turn and watch him, as I hear his bike roar to life, to see which way he has gone, I continue on my journey.
“Coward” muttering to myself. My stomach is still unsettled from the encounter, “It's not the first time a man’s shown interest in you” I continue to mutter.
“Did you say something honey” a stranger ask as they pass.
Looking up in surprise and embarrassed that I have being caught talking to myself.
“Sorry no I was just thinking out aloud.”
Walking faster down the street I continue to mutter. “Another reason to hate that awful man, he’s got you talking to yourself” Sure by now, the people of Comfort Springs think she is their new oddball, “Shit.” I say out loud, the word escapes from my open mouth. Startling the people round me.
To stop the looks that I am receiving, I walk into the first shop that I come across. Opening the door, I spot the help wanted poster “Must be a sign.” I mutter to myself.
Thirty minutes later, I walk out of the dog-grooming parlor, with a job.
Comfort Springs is going to be home for a little longer and all I have to do is avoid the handsome stranger with red hair.
Two red heads together will not be a good thing, especially if one of them is a bad ass biker.
Nick “Fudge” Winchester
After loosing Amy in the pool match, Crabby made his way other to Fudge the Road Captain of Devils Comfort.
Fudge received his road name due to his hair and eye coloring, hair the brown of dark caramel, naturally streaked with a lighter caramel brown and matching brown eyes. Eyes that get everyone doing what ever he wants, no matter what sex they are. His skin, golden brown, showing his Cajun ancestry. Originally from New Orleans, I moved to Comfort Springs, shortly after my twenty third birthday, thirteen years ago. Joining Devils Comfort while working at their garage, working my way up, from yard boy to Garage Manager. Both roles came naturally to me, due mainly to my organization skills.
Now all I want to to do is sit back and unwind. Being on the road for four days takes its toll on both your body and mind. There is no better way to relax than have some biker whore ride you senseless. Watching the club whores, as they dance, deciding which one to take upstairs.
“Hi” Crabby says, sitting down next to me, drinking his beer.
With a lazy look towards, Inferno as he takes Amy upstairs, Fudge states the obvious.
“You lost?”
“Yeah and he didn’t want to share.”
Fudge did not mind sharing it can be fun.
“Never mind kid, there’s plenty to go round.”